This is Titi, everyone knows her in my neighbourhood, she’s kind of a celebrity. Always immaculately turned out, this is her winter wardrobe -in the summer you’ll sometimes catch her accessorising with flowers.
Everyone should have a place they can go to to sink into a comfy armchair, read the Sunday newspapers and drink coffee. Preferably it should be someplace you can go in your tracksuit bottoms and “Franky Says Relax” t-shirt. When I’m in London, it’s my Mum’s couch, but in Madrid it’s Lolina Cafe. Vintage furniture, … Continue reading
I’ve been trying to ignore the obvious for a while now, but when I saw this little dog today I knew I had to admit to myself that Summer is now a memory, Autumn never happened, Winter has hit Madrid. I’m going to go look at Boo videos to cheer myself up.
Like all Mums, mine is a fountain of unsolicited good advice: 1) Always brush and tie-up your hair at bedtime 2) You don´t need to buy ANOTHER face cream, you need to drink more water 3) If you´re scared of doing something ask yourself what´s the worst that could happen. If you end up broke … Continue reading
My new friend Shaheen the purplefoodie recently asked me about raw eggs, she’s slightly squeamish about the concept and wants to know what I make of it. Shaheen my dear, I understand where you’re coming from, but it’s only kinky the first time*. I was taught to eat raw eggs by Caro, my boyfriend’s mother. … Continue reading
Ladies and Gentlemen, what you see before you is a Ferran Adriá dish. A Ferran Adriá dish made by ME!!! I know, I can barely believe it myself. But the fact of the matter is this. Back in 1998 Ferran published this book: “Cooking in ten minutes with Ferran Adriá.” It´s not so much a … Continue reading
Before A. took me home to Brittany a crepe for me was fairground food, something made at a stall that left a greasy imprint on its paper plate. God I was naive back then. A true Breton crepe is a sublime thing of great beauty. Like the English and their pubs, the Breton are fiercely … Continue reading
It’s hard to believe from behind my desk in the suburbs, that just last week I was here: Brittany, my boyfriend´s home. His mother has an old fisherman’s cottage 10 metres from the shore. It´s in the middle of nowhere, a half hour drive from the nearest supermarket. I´ll post more about the food in a bit, once … Continue reading
Like so many people I know, a good crème brûlée is one of my most favourite desserts. But it´s one I´ve always been hesitant about making. I´m intimidated by anything that needs a water bath or involves a gently cooked custard. Whether it´s meant to be crème brûlée or ice cream, it usually ends up as scrambled eggs. So it … Continue reading
I’ve been to a lot of weddings lately. Too many of them feel like corporate events. But this last weekend I was lucky enough to be invited to a beautiful wedding in Frankfurt. One with a homemade feel. It was pulled together at the last minute; the venue fell through and the wedding took place … Continue reading